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I'm getting married today. There's nothing like being woken up with that thought.

No, I'm not going to run away screaming. I'm ready to do this.

The dreams showed up again, and my girl picked me. The day of our wedding and my dream self finally got the girl. It's going to be a good day! Better see everyone there.

Now that school is over, I'm kind of bored. I mean, I still have my other art classes, but other than that, I'm not really sure what to do around here. I don't drive, but I asked Marcel if I could get my permit soon, so I don't really have my own form of transportation and this area is a lot different than New Orleans.

Then there's the dreams that have been repeating. Actually, it's just been the ritual part, which is more like a nightmare. I feel so bad for those other girls. I know they're not real, but I can't help it.

I can't believe I have to take summer classes. This is so lame! Not only that, but I have to have a tutor too. I mean, I didn't do that bad this last semester. I mean, come on, it's the summer! This is not the time I should be in school. This can't be legal.

So...uh...I woke up with the ring I've seen on my dream on my finger...Damon..Stefan...you're not playing a prank on me, are you? I mean we did get pretty drunk last night...

Has anyone ever had the feeling that their dreams were over, but not really? Like it feels incomplete, but finished at the same time? It's weird.

As cool as these dreams are sometimes they suck too cause now I can't help but wonder if Mulan left cause of the last dream. I know she'd had more dreams than I did. I mean, I don't think she lied about having to go home to take care of her father, but at the same time, that last dream has me freaked out a little, so I can only imagine how it affected her. Part of me wants to call her and ask, but not only is it late in England, but I don't want to put her in an awkward spot. God, I miss her.

Today is Saturday. Waiting to see what the boys have in store for the evening for my not-so-secret bachelor party. I need to drink off the last round of dreams.

All the liquor I can stand tonight, and then a few more days. I can't believe we are in single digits.

Since the Fourth of July is roaring it's glorious head around the corner, it's time to plan some festivities! Party festivities. The drinky kind surrounding a bonfire on our sandy shores, and watching the pretty explosions in the sky.

My fellow blonde in crime, Caroline and I really want to plan something. Are there any plans in place? Can this just be one giant party where everyone's invited? Because my final grades for algebra came in and I need to cope. In the form of festivities.

On that note, I need a math tutor, since I need to retake the class.

...please?

My sister Marguerite has said this is a good place to meet people, and I suppose I need new friends since most of mine are...not here. My name is Armand St. Just and I've just moved back to California a week or so ago. I'll be a student at UCLA studying philosophy, and I've been at Harvard the last three years, so it will be interesting. I'm still trying to get moved into my new apartment, but I figured I would see what the people in the area are like. So...hi.

So, my co-workers made me get on here. I'm Daniel Jackson a linguistics professor at the UC of Irvine as well as having a passion for archeology. I'm very much a workaholic so I doubt I will be on here often but I at least did what they said to and signed up for it.

[Henrik]

Do you want me to get pizza tonight, dude? Or do you want me to get something else and bring it home?

[Siblings and friends]

He's doing better, but he doesn't want to go back to Mom and Dad's yet. So he's staying with Tatia and I until further notice.

( Trigger warning: talk of death. )

I'm glad I'm not the only one feeling needy today. I miss Damon Ugh, vampire emotions

( kitty kitty )

Wow. So much is happening right now, here and in the dreams. The good news is I think I have a chance of surviving these Hunger Games, in the dreams, which is a lot more than I could have said a while ago. Katniss Everdeen is pretty much the most stubborn person in the world, in case none of you were aware of that, but dream-me owes my life pretty much to dream-her.

[Locked from Anna]

The fever's gone. I think it was dream related. My leg got sliced open and it was super infected, and I think being sick and pretty much dying there translated to here. Except now my leg is - Well. It's not bad like it was there. It's sort of red where the wound was in the dreams, and it hurts. A lot. I'm limping all over the house and had to tell my dad I was a klutz and tripped on the stairs.

Well I'm glad that snow, ice whatever storm has passed, because I start my lifeguarding job on Friday and an outdoor pool and snow don't mix well. I'm really looking forward to this. I told my mom and she was shocked that I'd gotten over my fear of water. Of course, I didn't tell her that it's because I dream my father is Poseidon and that I can breath underwater now. I simply told her that four years was long enough to let fear run my life.

So, there's some other things I wanted to post about like Annabeth and I were talking about having some kind if party sometime soon, but don't know where to have it. And, I've noticed that there are a lot of people on this board who do some type of fighting in their dreams, either hand to hand or with weapons and I was thinking maybe anyone who wanted to, we could form some kind if training group. I might have mentioned this before or meant to and never did, but anyone interested?

Finally, it's June! My little brother graduates, there's birthdays, and my wedding, and then I get to go to Italy for my honeymoon!

First, I have to survive finals. :(

I need some help with shopping.

I'm really confused about what's going on. People are talking about changing genders, but how is that possible? Is this all one big late April Fool's joke or something?

Well this certainly makes for an interesting morning. I am so past the point of trying to figure this out. My poor daughter is going to be so confused.

At least I make an attractive man.

OH DEAR GOD.

So I'm walking home from my last class, when I hear the barfy noise. You know, that weird gulpy-gaspy-gulpy noise that people when they're gonna barf make? Apparently this idiot was drinking in the middle of a freakin' Tuesday, and was walking right toward me.

Thank god I have good reflexes, I managed to jump out of the way and maybe shove this other guy in front of me. I should probably feel like an ass for getting some other guy barfed on, but life's too short to regret not being vomited on.

College. Can I be done now?

My folks are still gone on their vacation thingy-madjiggy, and the house is big, creaky, and empty. Thank god Elsa's staying with me, but when she heads out it's like... BOOM. Big, Empty House. The hallways echo and stuff.

...I really need to stop watching scary movies when I've got the dark, empty house to myself. :(

Daddy's having a big gala thing to raise money for Atlantica's grant program. I know I'm gonna have to go, but hopefully I don't need to be there too long. I mean, I'm hoping to work with Atlantica once I'm out of school but those big parties can get a bit dull. There's never anyone my age there apart from my sisters.

Does anyone want to do anything on May 31st so I have a reason to leave early? :D

I can't believe I'm going to the prom tomorrow. I hadn't been expecting to go since I still don't really have many friends or anyone that I hang out with from school, but I wasn't going to decline the invitation. Marcel bought me a beautiful dress. I need to figure out where to get my hair done tomorrow though. I'm in Laguna Beach, so does anyone know of any place good?

It has been like over a month since I had those crazy dreams. Even though everyone kept telling me I would have more I still thought it was a one time thing. Or at least I was hoping it was. But nope, of course I had more.

Damon was in some dungeony place in his own house and somehow I ended up finding him there. It was weird. On the bright side though it looks like I finally moved on from him. Thank goodness, he was pretty much an ass to me. Although he did save me when some guy named Logan attacked me. So I guess it all evens out? I found out one of my best friends is a witch and I am kind of dating my other best friend's ex, who told me he wasn't over Elena, but then he kissed me so who knows what is going on with that. Maybe I will find out if I have more dreams.

Ooh, new internet site. Hi, people! I'm Doreen, how are you? I figured this would be a good way to burn off stress from finals, chatting with total strangers. Yay, dangerous fun!

It is so fucking hot. Totally spending the day by my mom and dad's pool. I feel like I'm going to melt. All I need is one of those little fruity drinks and my life would be complete.

Does anyone else feel much much older than they are because of the dreams? Because you're living two life times?

It's odd.

I think finally people are starting to trust me again in my dreams. I guess that's nice.

Am I weird for wanting to go back to high school?

In about a month it'll be a year since I came back here. To some this probably wouldn't seem like a big deal, but after being away for six years, it was a real adjustment being back around my family, but I'm really glad that I did come back. I'd missed so much and couldn't imagine being away again. Not to mention, if I hadn't moved back, I never would have met Sage.

SUNDAY. May the Fourth. I'm having a Star Wars marathon. Who's in?

I almost got Troll-Married in my dreams last night. Gosh, I was so cold. If you think trolls look like this, you're sorely mistaken. They're actually quite pleasant. When they roll up they look just like small boulders.

And they're a bit pushy. Love the romance thing. And they sing. What is it with the singing in my dreams?

Oh my god! We're gonna have to sketch nude models in my art class. I can't...how can I do that? I'm gonna turn so red and not be able to look at the models; especially if they're men. Oh my god, this is gonna be so embarrassing.

I'm thinking about getting a job.

I've had more than one person I work with, at the shelter, tell me that I work too much and should take some time off for me. That I should hire someone to help me out, like an assistant, but I worry that when I'm not here that something will go wrong. I know they're probably right, but I'm so picky about my other employees, I can't even imagine how picky I'd be about an assistant.

The teacher I was TAing under had a family crisis and had to leave. Most of my college courses are at night so I'm free and they're having me sub in for two weeks while they find a replacement but that means I'm going to get no sleep.

They're just kids. I'll survive this, right?

( Trigger warnings: alcoholism and recovery as well as bombing stuff, open to all. )

It's so weird to be living in a house again. I just spent the last three years living in a loft, so I'm not sure exactly what we're going to do with all these rooms. I don't even think we have enough stuff to fill them all. So, um, if it wasn't obvious, I just moved to the area, from New Orleans, and we just got wifi installed, so I thought I'd look for things to do around here and I found this place. I'm Davina, I'm sixteen and I'll be finishing out the school year at Laguna Beach High and I start tomorrow. I guess that's all. I'm not really that interesting.

Hello Huntington Beach.

I know you missed me.

I can't wait until finals are done and it's SPRING BREAK. But for now, it's back to the college grind.

These dreams could not be any different from my real life family. For example, I could never imagine my father attacking and killing my mother for any reason. In the dreams though, it is because of him that she died. Least, that is what Klaus told us. It appears that after this, Sage and I left for a time and traveled on our own. Then in 1114, Rebekah had intended to marry a man named Alexander so we went to Italy where they were going to get married, but during a party at Alexander's home, I was taken by surprise and stabbed with a dagger. I'm not entirely sure what happened after that. I woke up just as I was stabbed.

Also upon waking up, I found a ring on my nightstand. In the dreams, it's my family ring as well as my daylight ring that my mother made us after we turned.

I think I ate too much pie in one sitting.

This whole Malaysian plane thing baffles me. I'm extremely curious as to what happened and how they still don't know much about what happened.

On a lighter note, The Pie Hole in Huntington Beach will be having it's grand opening this Friday, March 14th. Yes, Pi Day. I'm looking forward to see everyone.

Oh man. I don't know how many of you know, but there's talk of a bill being proposed in our fantastic state that would prohibit the use of Orca whales in shows and exhibitions. This is fantastic! Of course SeaWorld is less than happy, and the bill would still allow them to keep whales in aquariums [ :( ] but it's a great start! I'm actually so excited, guys.

My girlfriend, the love of my life, the woman who makes me a better person is now safely moved into my condo. Goodbye apartment. I will not miss having to drive to you to visit her. I can wake up with her next to me every morning. Hell even my dick of a father seems impressed that she agreed to move in with me.

To my siblings and my friends, thanks for helping us move her in. I appreciate it. Even little Natty who kept moving objects away from where they were supposed to be. She's "helping" and that's whats important.

Going to school after last night wasn't fun. I should have stayed home for the day.

I'll be doing my first real expedition next month! I've already tapped my fiance, and two others, but I need someone with a good idea for detail and delicate work who doesn't mind getting a little dirty. Rogue and Renji are unfortunately not that good with detail work

I am so completely over these dreams. It's been FOREVER since I had any and suddenly I woke up today with a freaking sword at the foot of the bed.

The same old vampire drama was going on and my dream self is still an absolutely horrible person along with my brothers. I also apparently have an urge to try and lead a normal life because I've decided to enroll in high school. What the hell.

But the dream that brought about the sword started was a mixture of flashbacks to 1100 AD about some man I was in love with that wanted to hunt and kill my entire family. But apparently there's a cure for vampirism that they may know about. The sword that appeared is a key in finding this cure.

Why do things have to get strange again?

How soon is too soon to take your boyfriend to a sex shop?

Looks like I picked a bad time to come back. And I thought the fog in San Francisco was bad. I'll take that over this ash any day.

Book Signing, Reading and Talk

Good evening all!

My name is Theresa Gray and I run Gray's Books near Baxter Bakery.

We would like to announce a joint event scheduled for the evening of the 6th of March!

Come and meet the author Luisa Rey who is promoting the latest in her series!!

There will be a reading and a talk at Baxter’s Bakery with food and drinks followed by a signing with Ms Rey at Gray’s books just round the corner. Copies of all her works can be bought here too!

We hope to see you there!

They locked the hospital down and this actually got kind of suddenly scary.